Billy Joe's Mom
Some weird things started to happen right after my eighteenth birthday. The first incident I remember well, like it was yesterday. It was with my mother on a hot day in the middle of July.
My mother was a strong businesswoman. She had long reddish brown hair and brown eyes. She kept her hair in a bun when she went to work it gave her a more professional appeal. She took good care of her body and it showed. She always seemed to be on some sort of diet and she worked out often. Most people say that my mother and I look exactly alike.
I was sitting on the living room floor playing Nintendo, when my mother came home from work. My father didn't get home till later and my brother was at a friends house. She threw down her purse, and kicked off her shoes.
"Is that all you have to do?" she asked with a smile.
I was going to start college in the fall, and this was really all I had to do at the time. Before I could get a word out, she started going on. She reminded me that I could help out more with the housework, and cooking..
"I know," I said. I went back to my room to get away from her complaining. She was only like that when she first got home. In about a half an hour she was as happy as a lark.
I laid on my bed and day dreamed about a guy named Philip I had a crush on. I thought about what it would be like if we kissed, and if he squeezed me very tight. I always liked to think that anyone I remotely liked, wanted me so badly they would do anything to have me. I guess it's an ego thing.
After a while my mother came in to kiss my ass. She always did after she began to feel guilty about being in a foul mood. She sat on the bed next to me and rubbed my back.
"I just want you to make something of yourself," she said.
"I know, I know ," I replied. Mom and I had already had the talk about birth control years before. She looked nervous like she did when we had that talk.
"Remember when I told you about birth control?" she asked.
"Yes mother," I replied.
"Do you use it, I mean do you have to use it?" she asked nervously.
I told her that I had used it but only twice that was the truth. I had only had intercourse twice with a guy I knew in high school and that was a year earlier. She continued to rub my back.
"Your father and I have been talking and we think it's time for you to find out how wonderful sex can be," she explained. "I want it to be a good experience for you. I want you to know all there is to know."
I wanted it to be good too, but I wasn't sure what my mother was leading up to.
"You know, now a days a lot of guys seem to be really turned on by women having sex with other women and there's nothing wrong with that. You may have to do that some time to land that perfect husband," she said with a smile.
"I don't' know anything about that kind of sex," I said a little embarrassed.
My mother moved her hand from my back to my front. She slowly teased my nipples threw my shirt with the light touch of her fingers. It felt nice, and I liked it! She kissed me on the forehead, and on the neck as she unbuttoned my blouse. Then she moved her lips down to my tiny nipples, and sucked on them. Just like I once suckled her breast, and longed to do again. Her lips were warm, and soft as she lured each nipple into her mouth, and licked it with her tongue. I was getting very excited!
I thought about my mothers lips and how good they would feel wrapped around my growing clitoris. I wanted her to suck my pussy, the way she was my nipples.
After a few minutes passed she instructed me to stand up and take off my jeans. Of course, I did it. I lay naked on the bed and let my mother have her way with me.
She fondled my breasts for a little longer occasionally, sliding her hand between legs. She massaged my clitoris and pinched it tightly between her fingers.
"Oh that feels so good mother," I whispered.
She carefully slid one finger up inside of me. My juices dampened her hand and with one finger she began polished my clit. Her hands were warm, and soft.
She withdrew and slipped a finger into her mouth, and tasted my sticky juices.
"MMMmm you taste so sweet," she said.
She seemed to really enjoy the taste of my pussy. She put her hand back between my legs and forced a finger up inside of me again. She began slowly finger fucking me, sliding her finger in and out of me.
"You are very tight little girl," she whispered. "I might have to have your father loosen that up a little for you," she said playfully. Again she took her hand from my pussy and sucked on her finger like it was a cock.
Then she moved to the foot of the bed. She put a hand on each of my knees and spread my legs apart. She slid her finger inside me again and fucked me with it a little more, before kissing my inner thighs and moving her lips closer to my aching little cunt.
Ultimately, she planted her lips on my clitoris and pulled it into her mouth.
""Oh my God that feels so goooood," I gasped. The intenseness of the feeling took my by surprise. I put my hands on the back of her head and moved my hips, positioning her lips in the best possible spot.
I didn't want her to move just keep tonguing, and sucking my clit. She continued to fuck me with her finger as she devoured me with her mouth. Her lips made smacking sounds as she pulled my clitoris in and out of her mouth.
Next, she took her finger from inside of me and she spread me wide open using both hands. Her tongue darted deep inside of me. She moaned she was enjoying tasting me as much as I was enjoying being tasted.
Again, and again, she dipped her tongue deep inside of me. A climax was rising in my body and I was almost ready to cum in my mother's mouth.
I pulled her lips up to my clit and positioned them snugly on top of it. I moved my hips a little as she sucked on me. Suddenly, a surge of heat, and energy filled my body as a wave of orgasm over took me. My mother road it out with me. She sucked on my clit till my orgasm was over.
She licked the juice from my pussy till I
was clean as a whistle.
"I still think you should have your father loosen up that tight pussy or yours," she said as she left the room.